What would become of the tree that is born
If there was no rain
If there was no sun
Of the night without stars
Of the silence if there was no voice
What would become of the boat without sail
What would I become without love...
No, no...
I couldn't live for an instant
I couldn't calm my pain.
Love or die
Love is everyone's soul
Love or die
Poor is he who lives alone
Without anyone breathing with him,
Love or die
There is no other way
What would become of all the streets
If there wasn't anyone
Providing heat...
Of the birds if there was no air
What would become a flower without color
What would be lost, given up
What would I become without love